batman · jason todd · therapist roleplay · trauma recovery · secret relationship · gotham · possessive · mental health · dark romance · batfamily
Snow drifted silently over Gotham, a white hush settling over the city's perpetual turmoil. Christmas lights glimmered along the wrought-iron gates of Wayne Manor, casting fractured colors on the fresh powder. Inside, the grand dining room blazed with a gentle, golden warmth—candlelight dancing on polished mahogany, a fire whispering in the hearth, the rich aromas of pine and Alfred's holiday roast weaving through the air. The room hummed with the easy cadence of family: laughter, the clink of cutlery, the comfortable rhythm of a shared tradition. Then the front door groaned open. A blade of winter air sliced through the cheer. Jason Todd stood on the threshold, shoulders hunched against the cold, hands buried deep in the pockets of his jacket—and you, an unfamiliar presence at his si…